(feat. Mannie Fresh, Tateeze)
(Intro: Mannie Fresh)
Whoa! (watch ya self baby)
(yeah, yeah)
Yeah! this that one (ok)
(comin through, comin through)
Yeah! uh
(Chorus: Mannie Fresh (Tateeze))
Chicken, fish, bossy outfits
And a Midwest girl, dressed in high heels, we
(Chi-Tooooooooown!)
(At its best) c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, woo!
(Chi-Tooooooooown!)
(Better wear that vest)
(Verse 1: Boo)
Keep a pocket full of dough, cause my Midwest flow
Wrists stay glow, eyes stay low
You know I stay puffin on that stank, stank, oh!
(Gotti)
Now I came through the door, what did I see
A couple hot chicks, lookin at me
Like what's your name, and you with
Gotti the name, Cash Money the clique
(Boo)
That's ballin baby we got chips don't we
(Gotti)
Now when I throw a party it don't end 'til six
That's just how it is when you get this rich
You should be like damn I wanna get that whip
Now I got chips, I could buy a Six
(Chorus: w/ ad-libs)
(Verse 2: Gotti)
Don't make me pass the fifth, I got cash to get
Champagne like water, chicks fla*****n Cris
Got mo' game, when I crash in blitz
You can rock to this, or do the wat to this
Been a long time coming, got a lot to get
It adds to the snow, when we frost our wrist
(Boo)
Keep ya mind on ya money, pack an extra clip
Don't ever get fronted, so you don't know *****t
If I don't know nothin, I know that strip
Doubled-up twice, now I got the brick
Yeah you love that *****t, how ya boy so slick
And that cherry-red, Austin move so quick
Birdman, got a ***** on his flossin *****t
Let's hit the club, and go toss a *****, uh
(Chorus: w/ ad-libs)
(Verse 3: Boo)
Well I'ma hood cat, that love a hood rat
You can hit it in the truck, or the back of the 'Lac
If I get her mad, she would come right back
(Gotti)
I love this flossin, I'm the big bossman
Never met defeat, cause I never loss man
When I'm at the streets, school is out and I'm playin
Now girls are fool whip, want juice on they hand
(Boo)
Dog keep it real, let ya game do the rest
Stay far from lames, don't settle for less
Listen to the hook, please keep that vest
This is CMR homie, at its best
(Gotti)
Cats try to be me, I just gotta be me
It's a fact actually, you gotta believe
I just rap to the beat, make you clap to the beat
Never left, so I ain't gotta go back to the streets
(Chorus)
(Outro)
(Boo) Better wear that vest
(Gotti) Cash Money or nothin
(Gotti) Who thought Fresh couldn't do it?
(Boo) Gotti, I don't know about you, but I'm ready to blow
(Boo) It's our time homie
(Gotti) Fresh you did it for us baby
(Gotti) We ain't have to look no where else
(Gotti) It was right here all the time baby
(Boo) Mannie Frezzle, hot sauce
(Gotti) Slim where you at?
(Gotti) Get you a cameo Slim
(Gotti) You gotta start comin out baby
(Gotti) Birdman love you boy
(Boo) Keep it pimpin Fresh
(Gotti) Pimp Mizzle
(Boo) I see you daddy
(Gotti) CMR big things '03 and forever
(Gotti) CMR or nothi
🎵 LRC歌词版本
(feat. Mannie Fresh, Tateeze)
(Intro: Mannie Fresh)
Whoa! (watch ya self baby)
(yeah, yeah)
Yeah! this that one (ok)
(comin through, comin through)
Yeah! uh
(Chorus: Mannie Fresh (Tateeze))
Chicken, fish, bossy outfits
And a Midwest girl, dressed in high heels, we
(Chi-Tooooooooown!)
(At its best) c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, woo!
(Chi-Tooooooooown!)
(Better wear that vest)
(Verse 1: Boo)
Keep a pocket full of dough, cause my Midwest flow
Wrists stay glow, eyes stay low
You know I stay puffin on that stank, stank, oh!
(Gotti)
Now I came through the door, what did I see
A couple hot chicks, lookin at me
Like what's your name, and you with
Gotti the name, Cash Money the clique
(Boo)
That's ballin baby we got chips don't we
(Gotti)
Now when I throw a party it don't end 'til six
That's just how it is when you get this rich
You should be like damn I wanna get that whip
Now I got chips, I could buy a Six
(Chorus: w/ ad-libs)
(Verse 2: Gotti)
Don't make me pass the fifth, I got cash to get
Champagne like water, chicks fla*****n Cris
Got mo' game, when I crash in blitz
You can rock to this, or do the wat to this
Been a long time coming, got a lot to get
It adds to the snow, when we frost our wrist
(Boo)
Keep ya mind on ya money, pack an extra clip
Don't ever get fronted, so you don't know *****t
If I don't know nothin, I know that strip
Doubled-up twice, now I got the brick
Yeah you love that *****t, how ya boy so slick
And that cherry-red, Austin move so quick
Birdman, got a ***** on his flossin *****t
Let's hit the club, and go toss a *****, uh
(Chorus: w/ ad-libs)
(Verse 3: Boo)
Well I'ma hood cat, that love a hood rat
You can hit it in the truck, or the back of the 'Lac
If I get her mad, she would come right back
(Gotti)
I love this flossin, I'm the big bossman
Never met defeat, cause I never loss man
When I'm at the streets, school is out and I'm playin
Now girls are fool whip, want juice on they hand
(Boo)
Dog keep it real, let ya game do the rest
Stay far from lames, don't settle for less
Listen to the hook, please keep that vest
This is CMR homie, at its best
(Gotti)
Cats try to be me, I just gotta be me
It's a fact actually, you gotta believe
I just rap to the beat, make you clap to the beat
Never left, so I ain't gotta go back to the streets
(Chorus)
(Outro)
(Boo) Better wear that vest
(Gotti) Cash Money or nothin
(Gotti) Who thought Fresh couldn't do it?
(Boo) Gotti, I don't know about you, but I'm ready to blow
(Boo) It's our time homie
(Gotti) Fresh you did it for us baby
(Gotti) We ain't have to look no where else
(Gotti) It was right here all the time baby
(Boo) Mannie Frezzle, hot sauce
(Gotti) Slim where you at?
(Gotti) Get you a cameo Slim
(Gotti) You gotta start comin out baby
(Gotti) Birdman love you boy
(Boo) Keep it pimpin Fresh
(Gotti) Pimp Mizzle
(Boo) I see you daddy
(Gotti) CMR big things '03 and forever
(Gotti) CMR or nothi
📝 纯歌词版本
(feat. Mannie Fresh, Tateeze)
(Intro: Mannie Fresh)
Whoa! (watch ya self baby)
(yeah, yeah)
Yeah! this that one (ok)
(comin through, comin through)
Yeah! uh
(Chorus: Mannie Fresh (Tateeze))
Chicken, fish, bossy outfits
And a Midwest girl, dressed in high heels, we
(Chi-Tooooooooown!)
(At its best) c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, woo!
(Chi-Tooooooooown!)
(Better wear that vest)
(Verse 1: Boo)
Keep a pocket full of dough, cause my Midwest flow
Wrists stay glow, eyes stay low
You know I stay puffin on that stank, stank, oh!
(Gotti)
Now I came through the door, what did I see
A couple hot chicks, lookin at me
Like what's your name, and you with
Gotti the name, Cash Money the clique
(Boo)
That's ballin baby we got chips don't we
(Gotti)
Now when I throw a party it don't end 'til six
That's just how it is when you get this rich
You should be like damn I wanna get that whip
Now I got chips, I could buy a Six
(Chorus: w/ ad-libs)
(Verse 2: Gotti)
Don't make me pass the fifth, I got cash to get
Champagne like water, chicks fla*****n Cris
Got mo' game, when I crash in blitz
You can rock to this, or do the wat to this
Been a long time coming, got a lot to get
It adds to the snow, when we frost our wrist
(Boo)
Keep ya mind on ya money, pack an extra clip
Don't ever get fronted, so you don't know *****t
If I don't know nothin, I know that strip
Doubled-up twice, now I got the brick
Yeah you love that *****t, how ya boy so slick
And that cherry-red, Austin move so quick
Birdman, got a ***** on his flossin *****t
Let's hit the club, and go toss a *****, uh
(Chorus: w/ ad-libs)
(Verse 3: Boo)
Well I'ma hood cat, that love a hood rat
You can hit it in the truck, or the back of the 'Lac
If I get her mad, she would come right back
(Gotti)
I love this flossin, I'm the big bossman
Never met defeat, cause I never loss man
When I'm at the streets, school is out and I'm playin
Now girls are fool whip, want juice on they hand
(Boo)
Dog keep it real, let ya game do the rest
Stay far from lames, don't settle for less
Listen to the hook, please keep that vest
This is CMR homie, at its best
(Gotti)
Cats try to be me, I just gotta be me
It's a fact actually, you gotta believe
I just rap to the beat, make you clap to the beat
Never left, so I ain't gotta go back to the streets
(Chorus)
(Outro)
(Boo) Better wear that vest
(Gotti) Cash Money or nothin
(Gotti) Who thought Fresh couldn't do it?
(Boo) Gotti, I don't know about you, but I'm ready to blow
(Boo) It's our time homie
(Gotti) Fresh you did it for us baby
(Gotti) We ain't have to look no where else
(Gotti) It was right here all the time baby
(Boo) Mannie Frezzle, hot sauce
(Gotti) Slim where you at?
(Gotti) Get you a cameo Slim
(Gotti) You gotta start comin out baby
(Gotti) Birdman love you boy
(Boo) Keep it pimpin Fresh
(Gotti) Pimp Mizzle
(Boo) I see you daddy
(Gotti) CMR big things '03 and forever
(Gotti) CMR or nothi
🎵 LRC歌词版本
(feat. Mannie Fresh, Tateeze)
(Intro: Mannie Fresh)
Whoa! (watch ya self baby)
(yeah, yeah)
Yeah! this that one (ok)
(comin through, comin through)
Yeah! uh
(Chorus: Mannie Fresh (Tateeze))
Chicken, fish, bossy outfits
And a Midwest girl, dressed in high heels, we
(Chi-Tooooooooown!)
(At its best) c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, woo!
(Chi-Tooooooooown!)
(Better wear that vest)
(Verse 1: Boo)
Keep a pocket full of dough, cause my Midwest flow
Wrists stay glow, eyes stay low
You know I stay puffin on that stank, stank, oh!
(Gotti)
Now I came through the door, what did I see
A couple hot chicks, lookin at me
Like what's your name, and you with
Gotti the name, Cash Money the clique
(Boo)
That's ballin baby we got chips don't we
(Gotti)
Now when I throw a party it don't end 'til six
That's just how it is when you get this rich
You should be like damn I wanna get that whip
Now I got chips, I could buy a Six
(Chorus: w/ ad-libs)
(Verse 2: Gotti)
Don't make me pass the fifth, I got cash to get
Champagne like water, chicks fla*****n Cris
Got mo' game, when I crash in blitz
You can rock to this, or do the wat to this
Been a long time coming, got a lot to get
It adds to the snow, when we frost our wrist
(Boo)
Keep ya mind on ya money, pack an extra clip
Don't ever get fronted, so you don't know *****t
If I don't know nothin, I know that strip
Doubled-up twice, now I got the brick
Yeah you love that *****t, how ya boy so slick
And that cherry-red, Austin move so quick
Birdman, got a ***** on his flossin *****t
Let's hit the club, and go toss a *****, uh
(Chorus: w/ ad-libs)
(Verse 3: Boo)
Well I'ma hood cat, that love a hood rat
You can hit it in the truck, or the back of the 'Lac
If I get her mad, she would come right back
(Gotti)
I love this flossin, I'm the big bossman
Never met defeat, cause I never loss man
When I'm at the streets, school is out and I'm playin
Now girls are fool whip, want juice on they hand
(Boo)
Dog keep it real, let ya game do the rest
Stay far from lames, don't settle for less
Listen to the hook, please keep that vest
This is CMR homie, at its best
(Gotti)
Cats try to be me, I just gotta be me
It's a fact actually, you gotta believe
I just rap to the beat, make you clap to the beat
Never left, so I ain't gotta go back to the streets
(Chorus)
(Outro)
(Boo) Better wear that vest
(Gotti) Cash Money or nothin
(Gotti) Who thought Fresh couldn't do it?
(Boo) Gotti, I don't know about you, but I'm ready to blow
(Boo) It's our time homie
(Gotti) Fresh you did it for us baby
(Gotti) We ain't have to look no where else
(Gotti) It was right here all the time baby
(Boo) Mannie Frezzle, hot sauce
(Gotti) Slim where you at?
(Gotti) Get you a cameo Slim
(Gotti) You gotta start comin out baby
(Gotti) Birdman love you boy
(Boo) Keep it pimpin Fresh
(Gotti) Pimp Mizzle
(Boo) I see you daddy
(Gotti) CMR big things '03 and forever
(Gotti) CMR or nothi
마지막이야
오늘 밤 이제 난 자유야
그만 헤어져 Say good bye
좀 비켜 줄래 길 막지 마
굽 낮은 flat shoes 이젠 벗고
맘껏 높은 high heel 신을 수 있어
울고 짜고 하진 않아
훌훌 털어 버릴래
축하할 일인데
나 원래 단호해
다 끝난 사이일 뿐...
Eternal in my shapeless form
I reach the dark domain
Soaring above these lands of torture
Fragments of eternity disappear as sunlight fades,
Rearrangi...
Got Swagger like Jagger
Big french palace
Damn that's tight
Clean like McQueen
2 pinky Rings
Damn that's bright
Moves like Brown
Buys every round
What...